Imaginary Friend

Petrie: Me have a friend
A very special friend
And nobody can see or hear him
We play every day
He do anything me say
And he make me happy when me near him
Ducky: What kind of friend is your friend?
Petrie: He a Sharptooth
Ducky: (gasps)
He must be very scary
Petrie:Oh, no, he short, and he nice, and he have no teeth
And best all of
He imaginary
Ducky: Imaginary?
Petrie: He imaginary
Littlefoot: Imaginary
Ducky and Petrie: Oh, imaginary friends are very good friends
Ready when you want to play
Petrie: They happy when you happy
Ducky: Sad when you are sad
Littlefoot:And they always believe everything you say
All together (except Cera):
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Imaginary
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Imaginary
Cera: Why would you want an imaginary friend?
I think it just sounds dumb
He's not really there
You're just talking to the air
How can nobody be any fun?
Petrie: But imaginary friends think you very, very smart
Ducky: They never, ever fuss or fight
Littlefoot: Wherever you want to go, they go
And whatever you do
Ducky and Petrie: You're always right
Cera: Well, I like that.
Together: Oh, imaginary friends are magical friends
Big and small and fast and slow ones
Yes, imaginary friends are wonderful friends
Ducky: And everybody
Petrie: Everybody
Littlefoot: Everybody
Cera: Everybody
Together: Everybody
Everybody ought to know one
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Imaginary
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Imaginary!